Nick Eastwood - The widow_s hot job

"Wild," she laughed.

"It sure was," Ken chuckled. "Now let's go have some dinner and plan something even more wild."

"Sounds good to me," Patty agreed.

Ken broiled a couple of steaks and made a salad, and he served a good red wine to go with it. It was a pleasant dinner, and they ate every bite of it, but their minds were on the wild fun they'd just had together and the fun they could have for the rest of the evening.

"Let me help you with the dishes," Patty said as Ken started clearing the table.

She was wearing nothing but that tiny red bikini, and he loved the way she moved in it.

She kept brushing against him as they washed and dried the few dishes, and he felt his balls swelling and his cock stiffening.

The dishes taken care of, he scooped Patty up in his arms and carried her to his king-size bed. She was surprised to see that the walls of his bachelor bedroom were lined with mirrors, and even more surprised when she saw the mirrors on the ceiling.

"Enjoy looking at yourself?" she teased.

Ken just grinned. She knew perfectly well what the mirrors were for. The horny young bachelor liked to bring his dates in here and watch himself fucking them. Patty liked the idea, too. It was kinky, and she loved kinky sex.

Ken quickly removed her bathing suit, then his own, and they slid onto the huge bed and grabbed for each other, exchanging steamy tongue-kisses. Patty ran her hands over his lean hairy body, and he fondled her big hot tits. She felt his cock growing against her belly till it became a huge hard pole of hot cockmeat. They finally broke off their kiss, panting with lust.

"I wanta go down on you," Ken growled. "I wanta go down on you," Patty protested. "Well, let's do both," he chuckled.

"Both?"

"Sure, haven't you ever done sixty-nine?" he grinned.

Patty smiled knowingly. Ken stretched out on his back and had her crouch over him in the other direction.

Her mouth was poised right over his stiff standing cock, and she could feel his hot breath on her pussy. She couldn't imagine anything more exciting. She wrapped her fingers around the thick hairy base of his prick to steady its lusty bucking, then started licking the fat purple cockhead.

"Ohhhhh, yeah," Ken panted. "Lick my cock, honey. I could take about an hour of that."

Patty could have given it to him, too. She loved licking and sucking cock, and her late husband had taught her well. She took her time now, slowly and sensuously lathering his prick with her hot saliva. She started at the cockhead and worked her way down the massive blue veined cockshaft, not missing an inch of it. Ken shivered with excitement.

He didn't just lie there, however. While Patty coated his cock with her steamy spit, he folded back the golden-furred lips of her cunt gash and studied the luscious-looking pink flesh inside. He ogled the tiny wrinkled opening of her shitter, the creamy mouth of her cunt, and the small hooded lump of her clit knowing she was extremely sensitive in all three places.

He decided to start with her clit. He tickled it with the pointed tip of his tongue, and Patty squealed with delight and creamed all over his face. That was a sign of horniness no woman could fake, and it turned him on like crazy.

"I guess you like having your pussy licked, huh, Patty?" he chuckled.

"Shit, yessss," she gurgled.

"Good, 'cause it's one of my hobbies," he said.

He went on tickling her supersensitive clit with his tonguetip, while Patty finished her exploration of his big hard cock with her tongue. She licked her way right on down to his balls, lashing the huge hairy balls and making him gasp with lust.

Then she started licking her way upward again, toward her goal, the delicious cream that was oozing from his piss hole. She reached the engorged head of his cock and slid her tongue into the cleft. As she scooped up his cream, Ken shivered with delight and his cock gave a lusty buck in her restraining fist.

"Yeah, baby, eat that juice," he growled.

While Patty feasted on his steadily oozing cock cream, he went to work on her clit, getting serious now. He stopped the light tickling, and instead he began lashing his big hot tongue roughly up and down over the tender bud. Patty shivered violently and soaked his bobbing chin with molten cunt cream.

"Ohhhhh, yeah, I love that, honey," she moaned. "Keep doing that – make me come."

She felt Ken drooling onto her clit as he tongue-lashed it. He had a natural hunger for tangy pussy cream, and now he was gorging himself on it, lapping up the sizzling cunt juice as fast as he could get it. Patty returned the favor, scooping up his hot cock cream with her greedy tongue tip.

"Mmmmmm, mmmmmmm," she moaned.

Ken lashed her throbbing clit steadily faster and harder, creating delicious friction. The harder he did it to her, the more excited she got, and soon she was drooling onto his big fat cock head as she gobbled his cream. They went at each other hungrily and noisily.

Patty was almost shaking, she needed to come so bad. But she sensed that Ken knew this and was holding back her release so he could give her the most powerful orgasm possible. It was sweet torture for the love-starved widow.

Meanwhile she gobbled his delicious salty cream as fast as it welled up in the deft of his cock, scooping it up on her tongue tip and rolling it around in her mouth to savor the special taste. She gulped it down greedily and went for more.

Ken was glad he'd already gotten off once that evening, because it enabled him to hold out a long time. Otherwise he'd have been blasting his come right into Patty's pretty face, he was so damned aroused. This young woman was absolutely starved for cock.

He could hear her panting and moaning as she feasted on his fucker, and he could feel her slippery little tongue reaming out his piss hole as she sought more and more hot juice. She play-nibbled the fat, head of his cock, sucked on it, and lashed it with her tongue.

Ken loved everything she did, and he decided to give her the release she so obviously craved. He jammed his lips onto her wildly throbbing clit and started sucking her off. Patty threw back her head and howled in ecstasy.

"Oooooooo, yeah, mother-fucker, suck meeeeee!" she wailed.

Ken was glad that his expensive bachelor pad was soundproof. Patty's cries were shrill and loud as he expertly sucked her clit and took her steadily towards orgasm. She was creaming all over his face, unable to control the molten flow.

He sucked up her tangy pussy cream and gobbled it.

"Unnnnhhh, yeah, honey, gonna come," she sobbed.

Patty had a dizzy image of Ken's massive hard-on weaving and drooling before her eyes, but she couldn't do anything for him just then because she was starting to come. She felt the delicious explosion beginning in the base of her clit and radiating out to shake her whole body.

"Oooooooo, shit, fuck, whaaahhhhhhh!" she howled.

Ken's face was drenched with her gushing come-cream. He grabbed her furiously bucking hips and held them in place so he could keep his mouth on target, sucking her hard through her orgasm. He sucked up mouthfuls of her delicious tangy come.

"Unnnnhhhh, so fuckin' good," she sobbed.

Ken was a fantastic pussy-eater, even better than her late husband. That was hard to believe, because Patty had thought nothing could ever feel better than the things Carl had done to her pussy with his mouth and lips and tongue. But here was a cute guy her own age who could do wonders.

"Mmmmmmm, Ken, that was great," she gurgled. "Now I'd better do something for you."

"No hurry," he said. "This is too fun to rush."

Patty agreed, but his cock looked ready to explode. Thick globs of cock cream were oozing from his piss hole and running down the blue-veined column of prick meat. She lapped up all his cream, and he shivered and moaned. Then she set her lips around the head of his cock and started sliding them downwards.